A friend said:
They are everywhere. At every crossroads and behind every turn... a strange day.
Theory of Probability. From a state of deep thoughtfulness, accompanied by a speed of forty kilometers (and this is in the second row), the inevitable upsurge of the feeding stick".
With a stormy joy, I jump out of the car and with a radiant smile and open arms rush to the sergeant:
Oh yeah, you are a serenity! How beautiful you are! Yesterday you burned in the gay club! Go, I will embrace you!
The inspector’s face, which was not yet brilliant with intelligence, instantly becomes red, then whitened, and then red again. The hand dies at the cradle of the foursquare, and the greeting of the City Gai, the sergeant..." is stuck in the throat with a stone. His older partner, ohuev of amazement, stumbled, fossilized with round eyes.
The Prophet! Thank you for reminding me, we’ll call you tonight.
By doing everything we can, trying not to shrink until we recovered, running back into the unstopped car and gases.
I turned around the corner. I could not go further, tears were shed from my eyes, I was shaking in hysteria... AAAAAAAAAA)))))))) SУУУУУКААААААА! )))))))))))))))))))